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"Sire," said Nigel, "in all e, but sos there are which"In spite ofup on his couch, hite face and blazing eyes

"By the Virgin!" the angry King thundered, "we are co at ho man The overstabled horse will kick The unweathered haill fly at check See to it, Master Chandos! He is thine to break, and I hold you to it that you break hilandwith a face as grim as his own "You may not put to death the Red Ferret"

"Pardieu! And why?"

"Because he is not thine to slay, sire Because he is mine Because I proh you be, to constrain a hted word and lose his honor"

Chandos laid his soothing hand upon his Squire's shoulder "Excuse him, sire; he is weak fro, for the leech has ordered repose"

But the angry King was not easily to be appeased "I am not wont to be so browbeat," said he hotly "This is your Squire, Master John How comes it that you can stand there and listen to his pert talk, and say no word to chide hiht hi's consent, and that with his of life and death? If he is sick, you at least are hale Why stand you there in silence?"

"My liege," said Chandos gravely, "I have served you for over a score of years, and have shed h as many wounds in your cause, so that you should not take my words amiss But indeed I should feel myself to be no true h perchance he has spoken ht in thisFor bethink you, sire--"

"Enough!" cried the King, ht have knohy it is that this saucy Squire dares to bandy words with his sovereign lord He does but give out what he hath taken in John, John, you grow overbold But this I tell you, and you also, young ht the Red Ferret will hang as a warning to all spies and traitors frohest tower of Calais, that every ship upon the Narrow Seas, and every s and kno heavy is the hand of the English King Do you bear it in lare like an angry lion he walked froed loudly behind him